Ye Ningshuang shuddered involuntarily, looking as if she wanted to cry but didn't dare: "I... I understand, Brother. I won't dare do it again."
Ye Shaoxuan nodded indifferently. "Mm. As long as you behave, I'll stand up for you. Understand?"
The corner of Su Qiao's mouth twitched.
Was he raising a pet?
Ye Ningshuang hurriedly nodded, then pointed toward Huangfu Zhenlou and Lin Hanyan, tears in her eyes as she complained aggrievedly, "Brother, they're bullying me."
"Especially this woman. She clearly told me before that she liked you and wanted to marry you, but then she went back on her word and stole my man."
Ye Shaoxuan glanced at Huangfu Zhenlou, whose face was still somewhat pale after recovering from his serious illness. He frowned and said disdainfully, "He's a sickly pretty boy who can barely stand. What's there to like?"
"Are there no men left in this world? Or are you blind?"
Everyone: "..." So... so vicious!
Although Huangfu Zhenlou's face was indeed a little pale and he was somewhat thinner than before, he was still worlds apart from any pretty boy, wasn't he?
He had a tall, powerfully built frame and healthy bronze skin. The muscles on his arms bulged prominently, making it obvious at a glance that he regularly trained for strength. That was how he had developed such an unusually fine physique.
Huangfu Zhenlou and Lin Hanyan both looked extremely grim.
Su Qiao nearly burst out laughing.
Fortunately, she promptly covered her mouth with her fan.
This fellow was as sharp-tongued as ever.
But why did she seem to smell a strong scent of jealousy?
Unable to hold back any longer, Huangfu Zhenlou's personal attendant stepped forward and said coldly, "Young Master Ye, what do you mean? Guests should be treated with courtesy. Our Young Alliance